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had grown apace since Simon fell ill. Either trade had increased abnormally or the man was cheating the shipmasters and her. Alinor stated what she wanted done, watching, without seeming to watch, the play of emotion on the man's face.
"You understand," she concluded, eying him coldly, "that if the messenger reaches Roselynde Keep, you will die. It is within your right to examine the credences of any man who enters the harbor. Until I give permission, no man bearing the king's credence may come into Roselynde Keep. If you can find reason to imprison the man, do so. If you must kill himwell, I give justice here. None is likely to trouble you. I would prefer he be kept alive, but that is less important than that he be kept away. And if word of these orders be spread abroad, you will lose your tongue. That will make you less talkative about my business in the future."
"Lady Alinor, I will do my best, but if he come secretly"
"There is no reason for him to do so. However, that is no business of yours. I will take measures to prevent that also. You need not concern yourself for that."
"Yes, my lady."
The next stop was an inn very close to the waterfront. Here Alinor did not dismount. A man-at-arms brought the innkeeper out. He bowed low. He and the lady understood each other. She did not meddle in his business. When those who sheltered with him trespassed too boldly, the lady passed him word. Either the malefactors were surrendered to the lady's justice or they disappeared. Alinor gave her orders. The innkeeper bowed again.
"My people will watch. Any writings will be sent to the keep. Do you desire the man also?"
"If killing is not needful, hold him. I will send word whether he should be slain or what else should be done."

 
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